bloody sweet strange water afternoon....
[over
porstishead]
I can't hold this state
Anymore
Understand me
Anymore.
To tread this fantasy
openly
What have I done.
Oh, this uncertainty,
Is taking me over.
I can't mould this stage
Anymore
Recognize me
Anymore.
To tread this fantasy
openly
What have I done.
Oh, this uncertainty
Is taking me over
Is taking me over.
To tread this fantasy
openly
What have I done.
Oh, this uncertainty
Is taking me over
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